Yes. I go for…5-6 months without writing in my blog, then I do it two times in one week. What gives? I’m not going to say anything to Zelda- I want to see how long it takes her to comment. hehe. Speaking of, I got the nicest comment from her the other day- she says I write like Hemmingway. Now, I don’t think I have ever read a book from her.. hee. HIM (just joking), but that is what she says. Given that she is a voratious reader (and we’re not talking about the trashy spy-novels I read), it sure was a nice comment. She needs to keep the comments down, otherwise I end up prancing around the house telling the cats how great I am. That would be a ugly sight. Right now I’m nursing on Slaughterhouse Five by Vonnegut. She finds it hilarious that I- the commonly conservative would like Vonnegut- who is the most left-wing liberal out there. The way I see it, if you have some views, and you keep the rhetoric to the minimum, and you have sound reasoning for what you believe, I’m totally okay with it, even if I don’t agree. There is just something about his writing I love- perhaps sometime later I’ll be able to codify this a bit better.
So in celebration of Halloween, I decided to grill up the fillet mignons I grabbed from Costco on Sunday. Like I said I wanted to do in my earlier blog entry, I did a pan searing of the steak. I have this tortilla cooker (just a slab of iron with a handle on it), and I thought it would be perfect for searing these steaks. So, I oiled it up with some olive oil, and set the burner to max. After about 5 mins, and the smoke detectors telling me the pan was hot enough, I dropped the steaks on them. I gues the theory goes that since you cut against the grain, searing the ends seals in all that juice. After that, I put them on the grill, and dropped the heat down to Low (about 350 degrees). I gave it 10 minutes a side. 10 minutes? Yeah- these steaks from Costco seem like about 2″ thick, so dropping the heat down for a longer period of time cooks more of the center while not turning the outside into jerky. Once I flipped them over, I put some bleu cheese on them (got it from BevMo- along with a bottle of Burgundy wood finish Glenmorangie 12 year scotch)., and let it cook for 10 more mins. Thankfully, I remembered that it’s best to let the steaks rest a bit before eating them- mainly because they are still cooking. I let them rest for about 7 mins, and dug in. I have to say they were done PERFECTLY!!! Oh my God. I think this is the first time ever I was able to cook the steaks without complaining to myself of how I could have done it a bit better. They were perfect- a nice pink in the center, so tender, and the bleu cheese just about did the double sucker-punch to my taste buds. Oh my. hee. I’m sure it helped that I opened up a bottle of Beringer Cabernet (which was very good). I’m not sure what got me in the mood- perhaps it was my boss today. He seemed like he was in a good mood, and he came up to me to say that this was going to be a easy week (because I am ‘on-call’). It was more than that though. Like I said in my earlier blog entry (did I?), I sent him an email explaining the problems with working his subordinates too hard- not respecting their off-hour time by not giving them proper compensation. When he came to my desk, it seemed that he absorbed my blathering of an email, and knew where I was coming from. Perhaps I am naiive- who knows. Anyway, it was enough justification to grill up some filets, and drink a bottle of Cabernet that’s been sitting on my counter for 6+ months.
I was able to get out of work at a decent time tonight- 5:30p. Pretty nice. I get home to unload my stuff, and the cats are nowhere to be seen. I eventually find Sammy in the master bedroom checking out the closet. Ug. I know what that means- he’s got some animal in the closet. Sure as shit stinks, he does. I eventually find it under the carpet cleaner, and it escapes my ‘mouse catcher’ – a 4″ pvc pipe with duct-tape at one end, and runs behind the end tables. Move the end tables, and it takes off with Sammy in hot persuit. Next, it goes to the other end-table- move it. Sammy and the mouse are doing a WWF smack-down session underneath my bed. Eventually, it runs down the hallway into Sammy’s room (the one with the keyboard I don’t play anymore), and hides in the fax machine that’s been there for over a year. I grab it by the tail (yes, I used to be somewhat grossed out by them, but now I’m close to apathetic about them), and drop it into the tube. I go to my neighbors house in the back, and sling-shot it out. Oh, now I got to go get the shop-vac (for those that don’t have one- get one – you’ll never use your nomal vacuum again) to get all the feathers that are strewn around the house. If I had my bet, it was Sammy- Patty is a bit too full-figured to do much of anything these days.. Oh, the other great thing about wet-dry vacs is their inlet hose size- I can vacuum up bird carcasses in one pass. So quick and easy! hee.
I think that’s about it. I keep playing with the scab on my lip where I cut the shit out of it when I was showering for my looong evening on Sat at someone’s Halloween party. I managed to get my chin as well, and let me tell you- it’s amazing how much you can bleed from such a superficial cut. Ug. At work, we had a costume contest at 11:00am, and you can be certain that yours truely wasn’t there (because of the hack-job on my face). Remind me next time NOT to rush when I’m shaving- you’d think after 35 years on this earth, that I would know how to shave. Ug.
Oh, and lastly- Rome was AWESOME. I’m really taking a fancy to this series. It was great to watch the thug that was going to put the hurts on Vorenus get denied by the presense of Caesar. Yes, this sounds lame, but if you watched the series, you’d understand. I sure did feel sad for Pullo who seems to be getting left behind while Vorenus obtains all the favor.
That’s it. Now to go back to playing my hack-and-slash game picked up at Costco on Sunday.